Golf…Golf never changes. The end of the match came pretty much as we had predicted. Too many players, not enough clubs or carts to go around. The details are trivial and pointless, the reasons, as always, purely human ones. The green was nearly wiped clean of life. A great cleansing. An atomic put struck by human hands quickly raged out of control. Spears of Titleist rained from the skies. Flags were swallowed in flames and fell beneath the boiling ponds. Humanity was almost extinguished. A quiet darkness fell across the clubhouse lasting many years.

War IS boring. But when a single emotion (fear) clouds the conscious mind all other emotions will fail to leave traces in the conscious memory even if they were abundantly active within the unconscious during said period of time. Men at war still suffer from the psychological and physiological effects of boredom (an emotion) even when they are not conscious of it and may never remember it. If a green clown rapes you while you are under hypnosis, you may not remember it, but the clown was nevertheless green.

I think they’re mostly referring to the Vietnam story they did were the the two cops flashbacked to their days at Vietnam and turns out they not only never saw combat, but they had nothing to do whatsoever. “The Hardest Thing to Kill, is Time”

Doubtful. He was obviously carrying the analogy too far for emphasis and humor. If you offended by such a statement, vets (I can only assume such as yourself) fought for our freedom to be disrespectful to whom we please, even vets.

You were reading comics online (like regular comics, but geekier) at about half past four in the afternoon. Trust me, you want to be on the side of the slow and weak, here, because the fast and strong aren’t on yours.